"I don't understand."

Xiang Nanxing sat cross-legged on the ground in frustration, looking at the white paper in front of him in a daze. The word "SENTE" is written on the white paper, which looks like the name of a software or the pronunciation of a Japanese word. It's just that Xiang Nanxing racked his brains, and he couldn't connect these letters with the current problem.

After hearing Liang Jingmo's prompt, he thought he was close to the answer. The puzzle solving in the History Reading Room uses knowledge of history, so by the same logic, he should use English to solve the number puzzle. So Xiang Nanxing confidently translated the five numbers 7, 8, 9, 10, and 11 into English, and then took out the initials and connected them together. IN THIS WAY, HE CAME UP WITH THE AFOREMENTIONED "SENTE", BUT THE PROBLEM IS THAT HE DOESN'T SEE THE MEANING OF THE WORD AT ALL.

Was the translation done in the wrong way, or was the idea misguided at the beginning?

"Need a little more hint?" Liang Jingmo said with a smile.

"No need." Xiang Nanxing waved his hand.

He stared at the numbers, feeling as if the truth was right in front of him, but he lacked a proper bridge. The sun outside the window was still full, but it only made him feel uneasy. The days have started to get longer this season, but the school time has not been changed to daylight saving time, which makes it difficult for him to determine the correct time to end school, if not solve the problem in a short time......

Wait, the season? Xiang Nanxing suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He looked at the numbers, but his hand grabbed the pen and quickly wrote a few other words on the paper.

"Your hint is pretty straightforward, so I wasn't wrong in the first place." "It's just a little brain teaser, and these numbers aren't translated directly into English as Arabic numerals, but we should look for something else that they represent — for example, months." ”

The words "July", "August", "September", "October" and "November" appear in his pen, respectively, from July to November. CONNECTING THE INITIALS OF EACH ONE, THIS TIME HE GOT THE WORD "JASON", ALTHOUGH THE EXACT MEANING OF THE WORD IS STILL UNKNOWN, BUT AT LEAST IT IS A COMMON NAME, AND IT FINALLY HAS SOME MEANING.

"JASON......" Xiang Nanxing looked at the bookshelf, thoughtful.

"It's just a personal name, it's not much better than the previous one." Liang Jingmo was still talking cool words.

"No, there's something special about this name." A smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Nanxing's mouth, "Many names have their origins. JASON'S RECOGNIZED ORIGINS IS A WELL-HEARD STORY, AND LUCKILY MOST LIBRARIES HAVE THE BOOK IN IT. ”

He walked over to the row of bookshelves labeled "Mythology Classification," searched for a moment, and pulled a book out of the shelf.

"THE GOLDEN FLEECE, ITS PROTAGONIST IS IASON, THE PRINCE OF TESALIA, WHICH IS 'JASON' IN ENGLISH."

He flipped the pages quickly, and suddenly a blank sheet of paper fell from the page, apparently caught in it by someone beforehand. Xiang Nanxing picked up the white paper and flipped over the back, and saw a pattern like an eye drawn on it. The eyes looked like felines, or daytime cats, because in the eyes it was supposed to be where the pupil was, it just drew a thick black line.

"There's something in the book, and it seems that my interpretation is not wrong."

Xiang Nanxing looked at the blank paper again and again, and squinted at the light for a while to confirm that there was no other content in it. "It seems that this eye is the cue that leads to the next room."

Xiang Nanxing wrote an "eye" on the previous scratch paper, thought about it, and wrote a "glim", the former is a well-known English word for "eye", and the latter can also be interpreted as "eye" on some occasions. However, although he wrote down two words by hand, he still did not see any special meaning in them.

"The only reading room in the library that starts with 'e' is here, and there is more than one 'g', and this can't get around the 'Chinese Studies Reading Room' at the beginning, this idea is obviously illogical" Xiang Nanxing muttered to himself, just feeling that his thoughts were knotted, and out of the corner ......of his eye, he suddenly saw Liang Jingmo standing aside and smiling ill-willedly, and suddenly rekindled his fighting spirit.

"I don't need your prompt!" He refused before the other party could speak. Maybe it was because of the mention of "prompt", Xiang Nanxing took the opportunity to remember the prompt that Liang Jingmo said before.

- Think back to how you solved the puzzle in the History Reading Room. Then keep in mind that this floor is a foreign language reading room.

"Wait, the 'foreign language' reading room?" Xiang Nanxing's mind suddenly flashed.

Liang Jingmo has always been a guy who looks weird, but is actually so cautious that he doesn't leak. At first glance, his prompt was intended to allow Xiang Nanxing to start from the English reading room where he was currently located, and translate the prompt into English and crack it, but in that case, he didn't need to talk about the "foreign language" reading room, just the "English" reading room. It's not even a slip of the tongue, because he used the term "this layer" instead of "here" or "this room". It can be seen that perhaps he wants to express more than just the meaning of the translation clues, but also reveals that the key to solving the puzzle is not limited to this reading room.

But if it's really related to the reading room next door, how can you connect with the pattern of this eye?

Xiang Nanxing wanted to rub his aching forehead, only then did he find that he was still holding the English version of "Golden Fleece" in his hand. He was about to put the book back in its place, but when he saw the cover of the book, something suddenly came to mind.

He jerked up the paper on which the eyes were drawn, turned it ninety degrees, and looked at it again.

"I see." Xiang Nanxing smiled, "The person who wrote the question not only does not understand history, but also has limited artistic cultivation." ”

He grabbed the paper and walked out the door without hesitation. Liang Jingmo followed him, went down the stairs with him, and went straight to another reading room. They walked along the corridor on the first floor, and when they were near the end, Xiang Nanxing turned around and walked into a place where famous paintings were hung on the wall, plaster statues were placed on the table, and picture albums were neatly arranged on the shelves. Probably because it was so deserted, there were only the two of them here, and even the administrator who was supposed to be here didn't know where to go.

"This is an art exhibition hall, not a book reading room." Liang Jingmo looked around, "Are you sure it's here?" ”

"I'm sure." Xiang Nanxing said confidently, "It has nothing to do with whether it is called a reading room or not, the puzzle at the beginning is only limited to the library, but it doesn't say that it has to be a reading room." Within this range, the only room that the code could point to was here. ”

He lowered the paper he had been holding on to the ground, so that the eye became longitudinal, and from a distance it looked like a thick line had been added to the middle of a hollow shuttle. Although I can still see that this is an eye, but just by putting it from a different angle, it seems that I can vaguely see another meaning.

"The author wanted to deal with this symbol in the way of WordArt, drawing it more like an eye, but retaining the possibility of being seen as an archetype. I have to say, this thing is a bit ugly. Xiang Nanxing said, "Because you mentioned the term 'foreign language reading room' in the prompt earlier, it occurred to me that the key to solving this puzzle may not be in the English translation, but in its significance in other language environments." I didn't know any other foreign language, but it occurred to me that this piece of paper was originally sandwiched in an English translation of The Golden Fleece. ”

"And it was originally a Greek myth."

Xiang Nanxing picked up the pen and drew a similar pattern next to the "eye". It's just that compared to the "eyes" at the beginning, his strokes are much more concise, one left and one right arc outline the outline, and the middle is finished with a horizontal stroke. Rather than drawing, he looked more like he was writing.

"Actually, it's not an eye, it's a letter." Xiang Nanxing said, "'θ', pronounced 'Sita,' the eighth letter in Greek — you teach math and you must know that this letter is often used to represent angles on a plane. In addition to this, it can also be seen as the Greek numeral '9', which makes it possible to think of it as 8 or 9. But in this puzzle, this ambiguity does not lead to contradictions. ”

"You're right."

Liang Jingmo picked up his words with a smile: "This is because in the entire library, only the first floor has eight rooms, and the number plate '108' appears, and the most other floors are only six, which avoids the problem of unclear directions." ”

He smiled: "And the art exhibition hall where we are located is this '108' room. Beautifully solved. ”

"I don't even know if you're talking the other way." Xiang Nanxing frowned.

He rarely heard Liang Jingmo so frank. This compliment sounded like it came from the heart, but Xiang Nanxing felt like a student who had answered the wrong question, and the reasoning process was reasonable enough, but he always suspected that he had missed something.

If that's it, I guess there's some clue. Xiang Nanxing thought as he walked briskly into the center of the exhibition hall, wanting to do a quick search like before. However, as soon as he stepped out, Liang Jingmo behind him spoke again.

"Don't look for it, this is the end of this series of puzzles in the library."

"Even if it's the end, there should be at least a marker."

"Am I not here, I am the marker." Liang Jingmo smiled and spread his hands, "Otherwise, do you want a big beauty standing here waiting for you?" ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Xiang Nanxing didn't look back. He hasn't given up on looking for clues, after all, Liang Jingmo's words are true or false, and it's not easy to be trusted, maybe this is some kind of suspicious plan.

"If that's what you say, what's the point of you doing all this boring stuff? Just kidding me? IQ test? He said angrily.

"I'm leaving—if so, you should be able to understand it."

Xiang Nanxing turned his head suddenly, but saw that Liang Jingmo did not have a smile on his face.

It was his expression when he was serious.

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